5-9-12 (vs. Cincinnati)
Sleeping until 11:00 am on Tuesday may not have been the best idea. I didn’t fall asleep until after 3:30 am on Wednesday morning, with the day game just nine hours away. I got up at 9:20, and was on the road by 10:10. I pulled into the Cooper lot at 11:15, and made my way into Miller Park. I went up to section 432 and got game photo number 31 out of the way. A couple was sitting nearby and I had the woman take the picture. After saying what I was doing the guy said that he had heard about it, and took a picture as she was taking the picture of me; good stuff.
I got to my seat and was anticipating a pitchers’ duel, with Greinke on the mound for the Crew, and Cueto for the Reds. The two pitchers did not disappoint, and it was scoreless entering the ninth inning. The Brewers had a great scoring opportunity in the third, when they loaded the bases with two outs. Ramirez, however, ended the rally with a groundout to short. Greinke gave up a single and double in eight innings of work, while striking out 11 and walking none. Cueto gave up five hits over seven innings, while striking out five and walking one. Axford came in for the ninth inning, and retired the first two batters via the strikeout. Stubbs then reached on a broken bat single to center, and Votto followed with an RBI double. I don’t know what the cutoff guys were doing, because they weren’t lined up to throw the runner out at home, I think the third base coach saw this and sent Stubbs home. The relay was in line to go to second, and not home. Stubbs scored easily without a throw and the Reds had the first run of the game. Brandon Phillips followed with an RBI bloop single, and the Reds took a 2-0 lead into the bottom of the ninth.
The Brewers didn’t go quietly, and Braun led off with a solo home run that just cleared the left-centerfield fence. Braun as he nears home plate after his home run trot.
Ramirez followed Braun with a strikeout, then Hart flew out to deep centerfield. He hit it 396 feet and it was caught right in front of the 400 foot sign, ugh. If he hit it to almost anywhere else in the ballpark it would’ve been gone. Lucroy and Aoki each recorded two-out singles, and after a pitching change Kottaras took a five pitch walk. That set the stage for Travis Ishikawa, where a single would’ve likely won the game, but he flew out to left field to end the game. Final Score: Reds 2 – Brewers 1.
A couple of things got to be during the game, one bad, one good. The first occurred when third base coach Ed Sedar gave Aramis Ramirez the stop sign at 3rd on Lucroy’s single in the third inning. Stubbs, the Red’s center fielder, had the ball in his glove before Ramirez even touched third base. The ten fans seated two rows in front of me were all yelling and complaining that he didn’t wave him home. It got worse when Taylor Green grounded into an inning ending double play, and they were yelling at Sedar for “costing the Brewers a run”. When an outfielder (playing at normal depth) has the ball before the runner touches third, he’s going to be out more often than not, especially when said runner is slow-footed Aramis Ramirez. Yes, I want runs just as much as the next guy, but when a coach makes the right call percentage-wise, I’m never going second guess it, even with the luxory of hindsight.
Now the funny story. In the top of the sixth inning a beer vendor was walking up my aisle, asking if people needed beer. The same people two rows in front of me ordered six Miller Lites. After paying and giving the Beer vendor a four dollar tip, the guy who paid for them (jokingly) said: “you should be tipping me!”. The beer vendor said that he would be back in the seventh inning for last call so they wouldn’t be without a beer, and that was his tip. The customer asked the vendor if it was a slow day. The Vendor replied without something along the lines of: “yes, when you ordered six it was like an orgasm for me.” Everyone was pretty surprised by that comment, and it’s definitely the first time I’ve heard that from a vendor. I hope there weren’t any children nearby asking what he was talking about, because that may have been a little awkward.
During the discussion between the fans and the vendor I mentioned above, I think I missed a pitch. Since it was taking place right in front of me, and I had to keep shifting to see the field (because the vendor was in the way), I had to have missed at least one. It may have been more than one pitch, but it also could have been zero. I’ll (reluctantly) record it as the first pitch to Cozart, for streak purposes.
I’m sitting on Victoria’s couch at our place in Madison as I type this, and this off day came at the right time. I don’t know if I’ll post about today, because I’m not really going to do anything. I’m not sure doing laundry is blog worthy, so I’ll be posting about Friday’s game early Saturday morning.